Joan wakes up from a nightmare, only to find that the real world is far more terrifying than the nightmare. 【Starter】

He didn't quite remember how he had survived, or how many skeletal heads he had smashed. Although protected by the divine magic of the temple, the number of those undead was enough to exhaust the physical strength of the defenders. More than once, he saw his comrades around him overwhelmed by the undead due to exhaustion, and even thought at one point that he would get this kind of ending.

Very fortunately, the iron armor on his body effectively protected his body. Although the individual combat effectiveness of the Kingdom Guard is not on the table, it has proud capital in terms of equipment. The Iron Guard Guard, which Prince Romus did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to build, can definitely reach the domestic first-class level in terms of equipment configuration alone.

Joan saw that his body was covered in blood, but he didn't feel pain, and he realized that it should be the flesh and blood of his comrades, but he couldn't remember the name of the person either.

Joan took off her helmet and rubbed her head, taking two breaths of fresh air to calm herself. It's a pity that the air is filled with the rancid smell of the undead, and it is disgusting to pour into the throat. By the time the battle had been fought, he felt that he had been worthy of the lord and the glory of the Kingdom Guard. It's a pity that some of the family members are sorry for the eagerly awaited family.

From the moment he saw the true face of the army of the undead, he knew that there was no possibility of victory in this war. A lot of people tried to escape, but they were slaughtered by the gangsters. Those crazy northerners are even more terrible than the undead, which may be why they dare to go to war head-on with the army of the undead.

In the battle that just ended, those northerners also suffered casualties, but each of them eliminated several times, or even more than ten times the number of skeleton warriors of the southern army. Unconsciously, they have become spiritual pillars in the hearts of the soldiers of the Southern Army.

In the past, I always despised these Yankees for being barbaric, vulgar and uneducated, but now they are still resisting, and it will be humiliating if we run away...... Most of the soldiers of the Southern Army had similar thoughts in their hearts, and they were surprised to find that they had miraculously survived the battle.

But now, even those northerners can't help it, right?

Looking at the wave of ghouls rushing in the distance, Joan smiled wryly and shook her head. He was already at the end of his crossbow, and the other soldiers who were still alive were in much the same state. No matter how strong the will of those northerners is, they are mortal after all. With their little remnants defeated, how long can they last?

The ghoul had already pounced on the defense, and Joan felt the murderous aura in front of her. The bloody aura on his body is undoubtedly the best target for these hungry ghouls. He felt the threat of death, but he didn't move.

Joan's hands were trembling slightly, he wanted to fight to the death like a real warrior, but he was too tired, his hands could no longer hold the shield and spear, he now just stood up with a breath, silently waiting for his own death.

Then he saw a brilliant colored light suddenly bloom in front of his eyes.

The leading ghoul had climbed the line of defense with its sharp claws, and leaped towards the silent Joan, but a powerful figure slammed into it from the side and slammed it out with its shoulder. The gorgeous light flickered, and the ghoul's body split in two in midair.

The low-level undead had no sense of fear, and the ghoul crawled forward with its upper body supported after landing, but it was trampled into flesh by the friendly forces behind it after a few climbs.

Standing in the darkness, the arms of the Isttalon warriors shimmered brightly, and the sudden color made Joan lose the ability to think.

"What are you doing stupidly, ready to fight!" the Isttalon warrior slapped the southern soldier on the head angrily, waking him up, and without saying a word, he turned around and rushed towards the crumbling defense line next to him.

Joan snapped back to her senses, followed his back and turned her head to see a colorful light blooming from the distant line of defense. For some reason, he suddenly felt some strength regain in his body.

"So I still have to fight...... Joan put on his helmet, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he took the shield and put it on the defensive position where he was before.

Ghouls outfought skeleton warriors in battle, and the first attack of the Shadow Legion broke through the human defenses almost instantaneously. But at the same time, humanity has finally opened the hole cards that have been hidden until now.

Seeing the two black knights who rushed to the line of defense being decapitated by colored lightsabers, the corners of Starron's eyes twitched fiercely. He could see that the strength of those human elite warriors was about the same as that of the black knights under his command, and they were also of the bronze rank, but the mysterious weapons used by the other party had an overwhelming advantage.

The human defenses almost collapsed, but the Shadow Legion suffered equally heavy losses, and within five minutes of the battle, seven Black Knights had fallen one after another, while others were struggling to hold on. At this rate, he would be slashed into a bare-bones commander before the human defenders could be completely crushed.

The human commander seems to have a similar idea to the Lich Klein, who is willing to pay for the entire line of defense and the lives of ordinary soldiers in exchange for the decapitation of the Black Knight. If these black knights are lost, those ghouls led by them will definitely not be able to continue the attack, of course, more importantly, everyone is dead, Starron, the black knight lord, is still playing with eggs?

Staron looked back deeply at the lich hiding in the shadows in the distance, and by this time he knew that he must not put his hope in that guy, and that he could only rely on himself at the critical moment.

It's just that...... Can you deal with that silver-rank powerhouse who dares to snatch people under the lich's nose? Staron is still very uncertain, so he can only try it hard.

Staron gripped the heavy sword in his hand and patted the head of the mount beneath him, and the skeleton horse neighed, spreading its hooves and leaping up from the surrounding horde of ghouls.

The skeletal warhorse with horns on its head didn't move very fast, but it left a path of frost condensation where its four hooves passed. When the Black Knight Lord came to the front of the human front, a huge frost staircase had already propped up under its feet, and it crashed into the defense line established by the humans like an iceberg in the sea.

Staron pulled the reins of his horse, and the skeletal warhorse raised its front hooves and slammed it to the ground, and a ring of ice of frost nova spread out beneath its feet, covering all the enemies and friends who were fighting to the death on the surrounding defensive lines.

This ice is nothing to mention for a fast-moving ghoul, and it only takes a few struggles to break free. But for the heavily armed human soldiers, it is tantamount to annihilation. The cold crevices of their iron armor froze them into a lump of ice from the inside out, only to be shattered by the ghouls who pounced on them.

The appearance of the Black Knight Lord immediately opened a gap nearly twenty meters long in the human defense line, and the ghoul troops following him swarmed in without hesitation. However, Staron did not continue to expand the victory, but only stood cautiously in place, waiting for the arrival of the silver powerhouse on the human side.

He didn't wait too long, a huge lightning bolt suddenly fell from the sky, and in an instant, it lit up the entire battlefield. The dozens of ghouls that poured in from the gap bore the brunt and were instantly reduced to charcoal. Under the firelight, a knight surrounded by the light of thunder and lightning appeared in front of Starron.

General Hank is also tall, and the weapons in his hand are similar to Starron's, and when these two men meet, they don't need more words to understand what they mean at this time, and there is only one battle!

"Who the hell is this?" Starron's eyes flashed with a hint of anxiety, he didn't expect that even at the end of their ropes, the human defenders would hide a silver-rank powerhouse in good condition, which was completely unexpected. But at this time, he couldn't think about it, and the heavy swords of the two people had already collided together.

The power of lightning and ice collided, and neither side spared any hand, and the temporary defense line under the feet of the two people exploded. In the midst of a deafening loud bang, two men with sinking faces slammed into each other with equally heavy swords. Two bloody arrows shot from General Hank's shoulder, and the skeletal horse under Starron's crotch fell to its knees, the bones of its two front hooves shattered.

"Kindly, come again!" General Hank shouted, slashing out his heavy sword in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree arc, accumulating double the strength and pressing down on Starron.

"There's a kind of your uncle!" Staron wanted to cry without tears, he didn't have the strength to deal with it, but at this time, the two sharp murderous auras on the left and right had locked him, and he knew from experience that they were at least two silver-rank marksmen. Who would dare to throw their full attention into the battle in such a situation?

But the macho man in front of him, who is a little similar to himself, is also not a vegetarian, and if he doesn't deal with it with all his might, he is also a dead ......

The Black Knight Lord suddenly moved, but instead of advancing, he retreated. General Hank slashed his sword at the skeletal horse, tearing the visionary mount in half. Staron didn't care about the image at all, he lay on the ground, reached out and shook it hard, and the corpse of the skeleton war horse burst out with a huge amount of cold air, enveloping the figure of General Hank.

A delicate bolt slammed into Starron's shoulder, just a few minutes away from hitting him in the neck. The bolts pierced the black armor on his shoulder without a trace, burrowing into his flesh like a viper.

It was impossible for the Black Knight Lord, who was a high-level undead, to notice such an inconsequential injury, but Starron's face turned pale all of a sudden. The crossbow arrow was a silver arrow soaked in holy water, which was tantamount to a life-seeking poison for the undead.

A spatial crack silently opened in the void behind him, and El jumped out of the crack with the wind scar in his hand, stabbing him into the back of the heart

(Jiangsu.com)